My first memory?

My very first memory.

Refresh my memory.

My memory is long.

This is the first memory I have of my parents as ordinary people fragile, afraid, vulnerable.

For the first time in my memory, our front door was shut tight in the daytime.

To the first memory you come to.

There's a blank in my memory.

It's burned everlastingly in my memory.

And my memory doesn't come back.

It's seared forever in my memory.

I must be losin' my memory.

If my memory serves me right, this is what I got the first time I did the problem.

Oh yeah, definitely, my memory was correct.

In my memory, there was another condition.

She lives with the memory of her first love.

Yes. There's definitely a sachet in my memory.

My friends, if memory does not betray me

DEDICATED TO THE MEMORY OF MY SON ROMANO

You see, Carlotta, you were my last memory.

What is it? Something wrong with my memory?

I'm only saying such things exist in my memory.

My memory was beginning to play tricks on me.

Besides, it all helps to bring my memory back.

And this? That's from memory. That was my lunch.

First of all, it's going to be a theory about memory.

Snow fell on Baghdad for the first time in living memory.

The phrase in the first place, that's like in the first place of your memory palace.

The program I want is on my USB memory stick

It displays all the files on my USB memory stick

So I believe that my main interest is to memory.

My memory and focus are sharper than they've ever been.

I am leaving behind me my 50 years of memory.

At times the memory of you made my life miserable.

I wanted to see if my memory was correct, and, my God, it was.

I wanted to see if my memory was correct, and, my God, it was.

I, too, have lost some of my quickness, my memory... from too much Congo sun.

This is my friend Ben Pridmore, three time world memory champion.

It happened so long ago. My memory is a little blurred.

Then is Il soon the one who stole my memory, too?

They flash up into my memory, just like Google for pictures.

Well, officer, my memory of that day has never gone away

I've started outsourcing my memory to the digital world, you know?

Drinking don't bother my memory. If it did I wouldn't drink.

And thank my husband's sweet memory for making it all possible.